Talk:Corsairs' Vengeance/@comment-32303-20150411001208/@comment-32303-20150416223643

Rake looked up at the sun briefly, drew a whetstone from his belt and meticulously began sharpening one of his claymores as he walked back to the mountain, talking softly to himself. "Nae sense gaein' entae battle wi' a dull blade, a guid blade can save a beast's life." ''The cooler air washed over the captain as the hidden door swung shut behind him. As soon as it did, he put on a burst of speed and sprinted toward the guest quarters.''